Chapter 179

He Likes Someone Else

“You’re my…” he trailed off for a moment before continuing, “You’re my friend, business partner, and
savior.”

“Which means I still shouldn’t care that you’re involved with other girls,” stated Arielle with a laugh.

Vinson held his head high. “In my circle of friends, we ask each other’s opinions whenever one of us has
a girlfriend. That woman is not my type, and since you’re my friend, please don’t misunderstand.”

Arielle was at a loss for words. Somehow, part of her felt happy, but another part of her felt disappointed,
and she didn’t know why she was having these feelings.

“Oh,” she replied in the end, not knowing what else to say. “You said you have something to ask me?
What is it?”



Hearing her question, Vinson remembered the question he initially wanted to ask before getting carried
away with the whole Wendy affair. “About being my pretend girlfriend. Have you thought of the answer
yet?”

Arielle was stupefied because she had forgotten everything about this.



“Um… I don’t think it’s a good idea.” She paused for a moment before continuing, “What if I end up
getting in the way of your suitors? I heard that your mom’s looking for a partner for you.”



“That is exactly why I need you to be my pretend girlfriend. Truthfully, that woman from earlier was a
blind date my mom had set up for me, but I want to marry someone of my choice, so I need your help.”

“I see,” replied Arielle. “Since it’s a blind date, I think you should go along with it. That woman has the
looks, to be frank.”

“She’s not my type.”

“Then what is your type?”

“Um…” Vinson stared at her intently with mouth agape. “As long as it’s not someone like her. Please help
me.”

“What’s in it for me if I help you?”

“You can enjoy all the benefits of being Mrs. Nightshire.”

Arielle smiled. “I’ll consider it.”

“For real?” Vinson’s eyes lit up.

Letting out a cough, Arielle uttered, “Let’s talk about it some other time. Henrick asked me to return home
as soon as the shooting’s done. Maybe he needs me for something. Well, I’ll be taking my leave first.”

Vinson felt like he was walking on a tightrope when he didn’t receive an answer from her, but he didn’t
want to force her, so he only nodded. “I’ll drive you home.”

“No need,” replied Arielle hastily. “Henrick will be delusional again if he sees you driving me home. I’ll just
take a cab.”

“It’s not safe for a woman to take a cab alone. I’ll let Rayson drive you home.” With that said, he
immediately instructed Rayson to drive Arielle home.



When Arielle left the place, Vinson instantly felt lost with her absence. Could Carter be right? Have I
fallen for Arielle?

He then shook his head, trying to get himself back on track.

No. It couldn’t be! I know damn well that Arielle doesn’t like me in that way. And I definitely will not have
feelings for someone who doesn’t have feelings for me. I must be hallucinating. As I said earlier, she’s
only a friend, business partner, and a savior to me. I chose her to be my pretend girlfriend to drive off
other suitors and nothing more. Yes. That must be it!

Meanwhile, Wendy had arrived home, and Susanne was coincidentally standing at the door.

Noticing Wendy returning with the dessert, Susanne hurriedly approached her. “What’s going on? Why
do you still have the dessert?”

Wendy’s eyes reddened as tears trickled down. “I-I…” She could not bring herself to explain as she kept
on crying.

“He bullied you, didn’t he?” said Susanne as she fished out her phone. “I’m going to ask him to come
home right now and apologize to you!”

“Wait—” uttered Wendy, grabbing Susanne’s hand. “Don’t call him, Ms. Stone. He likes someone else.
So, naturally, he didn’t want to accept my dessert in front of her.”

Susanne’s eyes twitched upon hearing her word. “He likes someone else? Did you see her?”




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